I just miss her a little

Tuanzi bit her lips tightly, her small body trembling slightly. She didn't say a word, and big tears rolled down her face silently. It's not that she didn't understand everything, but she might never see her father again.

"Let's go!" Bai Cang pushed Teng back suddenly and turned to walk towards the beast tide.

He took a few steps, and his bones burst with a crisp sound. His body suddenly stretched out and turned into a huge white fox.

Bai Cang did not look back. His silver-white figure leaped lightly, drawing a final arc of light, and then disappeared from the sight of several people. The roars of beasts coming one after another in the distance contrasted with his unswerving figure.

With his interception, they can get more time.

Teng no longer hesitated, tightened his arms, and rushed out of the Black Crocodile Swamp holding Tuanzi and Changsheng.

Tuanzi lay on Teng's shoulder, trembling and sobbing, but did not dare to cry out loud.

Listening to her suppressed sobs, Teng felt uncomfortable. The orcs' fear of the fallen orcs was deeply buried in their bones. Even though Bai Cang had never killed anyone since he came out of the Cliff of Thorns, they would never let him go.

What's more, there are dumplings.

Such a soft and tender little female, but she also bears the mark of a fallen orc.

Once discovered by the beast tide, Tuanzi will not survive.

Teng's Adam's apple rolled, and he tightened his embrace a little more, saying in a hoarse voice, "Don't be afraid."

He held the two cubs more closely and ran at full speed towards the coast.

*

When Bai Cang arrived, Luo Heng was already extremely weak.

He knelt on one knee in a pool of blood, his pale skin cracked with blood marks, no longer able to support himself. The vine barrier that covered the sky and the sun seemed wilted and had begun to crumble.

Bai Cang's amber eyes flickered slightly, and his snow-white fox tail curled up Luo Heng. The latter's almost broken purple eyes were reflected in his amber beast pupils. His voice was very soft: "Thank you for your hard work."

Luo Heng supported herself on the ground with her hands. When she heard his words, she raised her eyes and looked in the direction of the Black Crocodile Swamp.

Bai Cang put Luo Heng aside and walked around him, his fluffy tail swaying gently with his steps. "Don't worry, Ah Ying is fine. She has already left with Tan Yue. I stopped them. You should leave too. Let's go to the beach."

Luo Heng looked at the gradually collapsing vine barrier and said in a hoarse voice, "What about you?"

Bai Cang stood in the shadow of the vines. The sunlight could not penetrate, nor could it shine into his gradually darkening amber eyes.

Thick black mist emanated from his body, his eyes reflecting the frenzied beast tide. His voice held a hint of cold mockery: "Since they won't let me go, I'll show them what a true fallen orc is."

Thick black fog flowed out from his body like a substance, surging into a hideous vortex.

He looked back at the coast for the last time, as if he had passed through the dense forest and saw his female and the small figure with a black forehead belt.

He will become the last barrier to stop the beast tide for Teng, hoping that he can escape from here with Tuanzi and Changsheng.

Luo Heng pursed his lips and was about to speak when his expression suddenly changed. He supported himself on the ground with his hands and looked beyond the vines through the complicated voices. His eyebrows raised slightly, "Someone is helping us outside. It's..."

Before Luo Heng could finish his words, the vine barrier completely collapsed at this moment and turned into nothingness.

In the blizzard, a scene like Shura hell unfolded outside the barrier, with orc corpses, broken arms and legs, and blood all over the ground. The strong smell of blood even overwhelmed the smell of the blizzard.

In the beast tide, a slender figure shuttled at an astonishing speed.

The snow leopard's agile body drew a sharp arc in the blizzard, dodging the attacks of the beasts left and right. Every time it grabbed, it would bring up a puff of blood mist. He seemed to be aware of the gaze, raised his eyes and looked over, his familiar gray-brown pupils were clear.

Bai Cang suddenly chuckled, jumped over the orc corpses on the ground, and reunited with Qinglan.

Luo Heng struggled to stand up and looked at Bai Cang and Qing Lan fighting side by side in the snow, her purple eyes trembling slightly.

He turned his wrist, and a slightly blunt bone knife appeared in his hand, stained with old blood.

This bone knife was the weapon he had used to pierce Fu Ying's heart. Now, using it to kill the orcs who wanted to invade their homeland was a form of compensation and protection. He was very happy to be able to fight side by side with Bai Cang Qinglan.

The Tyrannosaurus Rex orc swept the ground with its thick tail, and its scales shone with a cold light. He stared at the dark nine-star pattern on Bai Cang's forehead, gasped, and said sternly: "It's a fallen orc!"

The sound waves exploded like thunder, and the beast tide boiled instantly. Countless bloodshot eyes were fixed on Bai Cang. Fear and murderous intent intertwined into a crazy light in their eyes. All the beastmen pressed towards Bai Cang and Qinglan.

Of course they knew that the Nine-Star Patterned Orcs were difficult to deal with, but numbers were their biggest advantage.

The beasts advanced like waves, the black fog swallowed the screams of the orc warriors, the snow leopard's sharp teeth accurately bit off the enemy's throat, and the bone knife made a sound of breaking wind and pierced through the orc's chest.

Blood flowed like a river on the snow, but no one retreated.

The orcs were fearless and kept coming, stepping on the still warm corpses of their companions, with a determination to fight to the death burning in their eyes. It seemed that there was no end to the killing. Everyone turned into a killing machine, vowing to strangle the fallen orcs.

"Are you okay, Ying?"

Qinglan bit off the neck of a wolf orc, and warm blood spurted out, staining his flaxen fur red.

He shook his head and looked sideways at Bai Cang. The irony in his mouth stimulated his animal nature, and circles of golden patterns spread in his pupils.

Bai Cang leaped out lightly, his fox tail sweeping out, knocking the orcs flying. His snow-white fur was soaked with blood, but he still maintained his graceful leaping posture. He shook his head and said, "Aying is safe."

Qinglan smashed the skull of the orc who was about to attack Bai Cang with one claw, and blood dripped down his claws.

He suddenly heard Bai Cang say, "Their prey is me. You and Luo Heng should leave."

Bai Cang's voice was very soft, almost drowned out by the sound of fighting. The snow was getting heavier, gradually blurring the hideous scars on his body. Only the star pattern on his forehead became darker in the interweaving of blood and snow.

Qinglan treads lightly across the blood-stained snow. His gray-brown eyes shine brightly in the wind and snow, and his clear, ethereal voice is equally calm and unwavering: "Since you are the partner chosen by Aying, you are my companion for life and death. I cannot abandon my companion."

Bai Cang was slightly startled, his fox ears trembling slightly. Before he could speak, Luo Heng's breathless laughter was heard behind him again.

His purple eyes were very soft, and his fingertips gently stroked the bone knife: "I can't leave, but I suddenly want to hear her voice. I miss her a little."

Qinglan looked back at him. Luoheng was covered in blood and was killing people entirely by brute force.

A trace of emotion flashed across his brows, and a low snore came from his throat. There was something complicated in his gray-brown pupils. He whispered, "If you said something like this in front of A Ying, you wouldn't keep..."

Luo Heng raised the bone knife in his hand, and the blood dripping from the blade created a small hole in the muddy snow.

He couldn't help but curl up the corners of his lips, with a smile in his purple eyes: "Yes, I should have said it earlier."

These words, wrapped in the smell of blood and floating in the wind and snow, were more sincere than ever.

The three of them stood in a sea of ​​corpses and blood and smiled at each other.